There Is No Reasoning With

Beauties Are Always Curious About Beauties, And Wits About Wits.

I Find The Love Of Garden Grows Upon Me As I Grow Older More And More. Shrubs And Flowers And Such Small Gay Things, That Bloom And Please And Fade And Wither And Are Gone And We Care Not For Them, Are Refreshing Interests, In Life, And If We Cannot Say Never Fading Pleasures, We May Say Unreproved Pleasures And Never Grieving Losses.

Half The Good Intentions Of My Life Have Been Frustrated By My Unfortunate Habit Of Putting Things Off Till To-morrow.

Nor Elves, Nor Fays, Nor Magic Charm, Have Pow'r, Or Will, To Work Us Harm; For Those Who Dare The Truth To Tell, Fays, Elves, And Fairies, Wish Them Well.

It Is Not So Easy To Do Good As Those Who Have Never Attempted It May Imagine.